Coffee with Kimmy

I had my first stick when I was in my first year in law school and it was offered by my first boyfriend. That moment, I acted like I perfectly know how to smoke. Hahahaha. Don't judge me, I wanted to impress my partner that time. Until now, I couldn't help but laugh every time I remember how I was shivering and how I almost died after my first few hits. I coughed to death. It was not love at first hits, baby. After that, it took a few more months before I tried smoking again. Law School people likes smoking and cigarettes are readily available anywhere. If I remember it correctly, it was when I was in 3rd year that I started taking smoking seriously hahaha. That time, I was so stressed with everything that's going on with my life. I was so pressured at school, I was penniless because I was jobless that time, my ex-boyfriend and I were having so many problems, life was so dark. I lit a cigarette every time I felt stressed. I dunno but it felt sooo right. There wer...

I was browsing my newsfeed when I came across this post in  berlin-artparasites : “Imagine this:   Instead of waiting in her tower, Rapunzel slices off her long, golden hair with a carving knife, and then uses it to climb down t o freedom. Just as she’s about to take the poison apple, Snow White sees the familiar wicked glow in the old lady’s eyes, and slashes the evil queen’s throat with a pair of se bedtime story: “Imagine this: Instead of waiting in her tower, Rapunzel slices off her long, golden hair with a carving knife, and then uses it to climb down t o freedom. Just as she’s about to take the poison apple, Snow White sees the familiar wicked glow in the old lady’s eyes, and slashes the evil queen’s throat with a pair of sewing scissors. Cinderella refuses everything but the glass slippers from her fairy godmother, crushes her stepmother’s windpipe under her heel, and the Prince falls madly in love with the mysterious girl who dons rags and blood-staine...

THIS is what kept me busy this weekend. I am at awe. Seriously, this game is not just about selling lemonades! It's a whole lot more! After nearly 15 hours of playing, I felt like I wanted to put up my own business immediately. I extremely recommend this to those entrepreneur-wannabes out there. This might just be what you need to jump start your business. Above all others, here is a list of the features which got me head over heals in love with the game: 1. I get to set up the right recipe which will make the customers happy. In doing so, I have to take into account the weather for the current day (i.e. I need to add the ice contents whenever it's a hot summer day), my available supplies, etc. 2. I need to find the right place to set up and run my business. There's a lot of choices which comes with rental fee, the latter depending on the volume of people that may purchase my lemonades. So, there's the suburbs where I can sell for free and there's the stadi...

♫ ♫She cries..This is more than goodbye. When I look into your eyes, you're not even there ♫ ♫  - Just A Feeling, Maroon5 Once upon a time, there was this love which I tried so hard to save. Now, that love is gone. It's all gone. Fuck the interims. I don't want to remember. I just want to learn. I'm one crazy gal. I know that. I'm the type of person whose highs and lows are so pronounced. I get jealous all the time. I'm territorial. I am emotionally unstoppable. I get excited at arguments. I get overwhelmed with the thought of pain. I know it's very difficult to love a girl like me and yes, most men repel crazy girls. But baby, when I fall in love, guaranteed, it's a crazy kind of love, it's the most loyal and faithful love, it's the 'give-all-I-have' love. I don't ever want to reminisce again everything that happened. I just want to learn from them. I don't want to feel angry or sad or whatever. Again, I just ...

Ola dearest readers! If I remember it correctly, this is already my fourth (and hopefully last) blog. I honestly don't remember the username and password of my first, I still have the second but I don't use it because I messed up its template and my third blog... my third   and most valued blog dear folks mysteriously dissipated into the world wide web. Yes, today, I was able to confirm that it was already gone. Must've clicked or deleted something *sniff *sniff. It's so sad because for over three years, me and that blog shared a number of highs and lows. I feel like I lost my best friend. You see, I'm not   a techy person but I have always been involved into writing. In my previous blog, I had one entry where I explained how writing is my second love (reading is my first).   Aah yes, writing is my way of relieving.   Writing is my way of coping. Writing saved my life countless times, it's one of the reasons why I'm still alive up to this momen...